.. there.” Pausing his words as she tried to shove her tongue as far down his throat as the chicken strips he had earlier. Clothes fly and the sound... of wanton desire fill the room. She set the tone for the evening with the very next thing from her panting mouth, “I want you to spank me, choke me, hurt me, use me like the slut I am.”Smiling she said, “Alexia, play the ‘fuck her’ list.” Immediately, a playlist started with ‘Feel Like Making Love’ by Bad Company and she laughed, “I knew you would. Paul finishedhis coffee and pushed the laptop trolley away from him.I looked at the window now, nervously, Paul could nowbe seen from the road, I wasn’t sure why I was soworried about us being seen in our own living roomdressed the way we were but I was never reallycomfortable unless correctly dressed. Paul turned to meand began kissing me, I felt the slightest of tugs ashe untied the chord holding my dressing gown closed, hepushed my dressing gown wide open and slipped his lefthand onto. Taking the impressive cock into mouth, Caleb began licking the tip, pressing his tongue into Shay's slit before pulling his head nearly all the way off the engorged head. Wrapping his tongue around Shay's staff, Caleb pushed downward, making his tongue and lips all the tighter. Shay had thought himself to be amazing at blow jobs, but Caleb's skill out matched his as within bare minutes Shay's balls tightened painfully as his orgasm took hold, shooting sweet liquid onto Caleb's throat and teeth.. Her fingers tightened around the bracket. ‘You like that, don’t you? You like to be fully exposed to me. You like what I do to you, how I make you feel.’ He bent his head again and thrust his tongue deep. He swept the roughened tip up to her clit, teasing it again and again. She moaned and sagged a little as she arched her pelvis. ‘You want more, slave? Ask for it,’ he murmured. ‘Please, master,’ she cried out. Her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed. ‘Please what, slave? Tell me what.